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Checks in my bank account
Look at the bank amount
Balance says 0 dot 0 and 0
Fuck, did I take it all out?
Nah, dawg, just not enough cash by my job,

pas l'temps d'retourner l'tournedos
Baisser les bras au combat final, jamais, oh no, no, no
Des fois, la formation passe mal, j'ai l'semi-auto dans

experience that then (What?)
Getting kicked by my friends (Wow)
Went from I love you to a you
And I ain't never going back again

I remember when I was down

stay at the casa I'm moving so fast all you see is my placa
Las putas bien buenas they coming in pacas they dance to this song like they dance to Bachata

touch with those
Who are done bearin' the load
Of the suits we leave behind
Birthday suits, genetic code
Dilapidated a la mode
Get Edgar Allen Poed
Hot

good baby)

Its time to hit the plane I'm stunting with my bae
Should we hit Miami for the week den head to LA
I ask her what she wanna do I let her plan

blind
We be fuckin to my songs
I try to change it
She like naw
Set him up
I'm tryna stall
Put some bullets in his jaw
I got some lightskin bitches
Dark

might love me when I'm gone
Love me on a song
Everybody knows what's right and what's wrong
They ain't never been through life I've been hung
But god gave

Everywhere I go, memories that never fade
Strangers I had those late night diner conversations with
Passing through from Vermont to L.A.
We're just

regrets go thru my mind I’ll do dis somehow/ 

Repeating myself in every single song/
Hope this shit change damn it's taking way too long/
Moved to L.A

think
I'm cool Forget about mental health, we takin' thirties
by the pool

I don't know how to fix this, oh she think I'm rude now
Everything ruthless, I

I write songs to tell you things that I can't even tell myself 
Like, 'If I don't leave you in the past, I'm bound to lose my future as well.' 

And,

Of Cali-for-nia, Sactown to L.A.
The homie Aidge, Indy 1, Spare Time on display
We making music even though we don't live close by
Phone calls, emails, long texts,

gotta show me"
La familia, we ain't worried 'bout no Roley
I just wanna flip and stack my paper only dog
I go by Genre, capital G
I call my gang and we

The Long Way Home

Derrick Morgan

The Long Way Home

2015

life
I don't know, on my life

Yo, nigga check the stacks, check the results
We in your top five by default
I swear to God we're putting UK rap

song
The words are telling me about a life that I am missin'
About my hopes and dreams and a girl I should be kissin'

The lyrics let me know I am not in

2024 Forbidden Love by Asola Allure All songs 
Written, composed, and performed by Asola Allure. 
Unauthorized copying, reproduction, or distribution

Woke up this morning
I told God how much I miss him
How much I love him
He's by my side
Give me the wisdom
Things that I've been through
Course I

en Ismo dat zijn independent freedom fighters
Die gasten stappen in je waggie maar ze gaan niet rijden
Ik zie ze blaffen net als honden maar ze gaan

the words
You typing on your device
Creíste que no me verías
Que nunca volvería
Pero resurjo como el fénix
Y he vuelto a la cacería
Mira que loco como lo

And I hope one day I'll get to say till death do us apart (yeah)
Do re mi fa so la ti
Got me singing from the heart, cause you my melody

Every moment

You know I had to get fly, aye 
Know I had to get
I pick you up from the same spot
Yeah, yeah
Yeah
Aye, yeah nights starting to get windy sitting by

cuddling with you girl
While its playing along(Whuu
Mesmerize you while I hold you by the hand
And I know that you love it
I wanna sing you this song
Nkare

to LA (LA!)
West Coast living, driving through del Rey
Your boy still stretching on his words like
He’s from the county, this shit ain't my first time
I